The Silent Alpha Novels & Stories

This isn’t a crowd. This is the Alpha. I’ve survived this game before. Smiled. Bowed. Lied. But this time… I might not survive the ending. Oh, goddess, have mercy on me. “She will go,” Silas says. The words are a death sentence, delivered with the casualness of ordering tea. A cold wave crashes through my chest. Meet the Alpha. The ruthless one. The one they whisper about in hushed voices for being unpredictable and merciless. A man who could decide your fate based on a glance… or a mood.

Something that needed to be replaced. Then another voice entered the room. "She will not be touched." It wasn't loud. It didn't need to be. The entire room changed. The temperature seemed to drop, the guards stopped moving, and I watched their bodies stiffen as their wolves instinctively submitted. Everyone turned towards the elevated balcony. Kaelan Vane stepped out from the shadows. The Alpha King walked down slowly, his green eyes fixed on me. There was no fear in his face. No disgust. No greed. He was looking at me differently. Like he recognized something. Something I didn't understand.

Alphas were gifted with so much strength and power, that it was easier for them to run the pack rather than the Beta. "Hey man!" I heard a deep voice call out from beside me. I turned to see Alpha Cylan, the Alpha of the Duskclaw Pack, stalking towards me with a lazy grin on his face. He stumbled slightly with each step he took, which made me realize he wasn't completely sober. I nodded my head in acknowledgment and bumped fists with him when he reached me. "How's it going?"

Alex growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Alex growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't ever want to see you at my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out to the club. Alex turned his attention to Ash and could see how tense he was. Alex closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Ash once more.

It makes me shy away, not even wanting to get my fingerprints on it. "Trust me, you want to see this," he tempts. I stare at it, debating what could be so interesting about it. Thorran doesn't need to know if I did read it, and I doubt it will make much of a difference in his life. Hell, he could send his Silent's to kill us in the middle of the night to ensure we never spoke another word again. Either way, my goal is still to learn about the Alpha. Something about him intrigues me more than it should...

Our dishes arrived promptly and it placed in front of us. A heavy silence hung between us devoid of any audible thoughts. I was certain that Alpha having spent considerable time with the Dark Moon pack was accustomed to taking precautions even guarding his mind from being overheard by strong werewolves like himself. The only sounds that filled the air were the clinking of cutlery against plates. Seconds stretched into eternity. Though I disliked the silence, I had no choice but to eat in silence, refraining from speaking. "Do you want to know what your second task is?" Alpha's voice shattered the stillness. I paused in cutting my meat and met his gaze. Somehow, I had grown accustomed to his

A server comes by and brings drinks. Once we are served, Alpha Conor stands, and the room goes quiet in seconds. “I would like to welcome Alpha Sydney Eld as our guest. She is now one of four female Alphas in the US and was chosen to take over the White Ridge Pack. Our Packs will forever be connected by blood going forward as the goddess has chosen our very own Silas Youngblood as her mate and Lumiere.” It’s so quiet I think we are in the vacuum of space. Then some very enthusiastic clapping started at the Beta’s table. It was Silas’ parents and his eldest brother. Silas starts laughing. I just stare in utter confusion at him.

“I'd answer that if I were you.” My phone rang off and I saw an incoming call from my fathers guard, taking the call I was both shocked and surprised by what I heard on the other line, “Sir….your father.. the.. Woman..” “Roy, Roy.” BLACK. I'm not sure how many hours had past by since I've been knocked out but the longer the hours the worst the situation, I try to stand but was stopped midway by the chains that are wrapped around my ankles, hands and neck. Silver, the thing us wolves hate the most after wolfsbane, looking around trying to see in the darkness of the room I spot something no someone.

So all he could do was just repeatedly curse Maverick in silence. But his repeated silent curses were cut short when he felt someone's touch. And when he looked at who was the person holding him, it was none other than Nexus. And he was looking at the two alphas in front of them with his eyes that were so sharp, reminding Ciel of a knife that could stab and kill anyone. And in a loud and piercing voice, he called out the attention of the two alphas by yelling, "That's enough!”

Was my silence truly a hindrance to understanding the truth? I felt a lot bit of frustration and helplessness. The alpha's words had touched a nerve, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he was right. My silence was a limitation, a barrier that prevented me from fully understanding the world around me. The alpha's expression softened, and he took a step closer to me. "But don't worry, my dear," he said, his voice gentle. "I'm here to help you. I'll make sure you understand everything you need to know."